It was still Meng Mancang who was looking for the traces left by the two ammunition men in the snow, Zhong Youtian followed closely with the crossbow loaded with crossbow arrows, and the two walked in the snowstorm before they could blink an eye, and they couldn't see Gou Da who hurriedly rushed towards the second line of defense.

Regardless of the stinging pain of his fingers in the snow, Meng Mancang was almost prostrate on the snow, observing the almost imperceptible ups and downs on the snow with his face against the snow, while constantly poking and probing with his fingers on the snow. With the slightest hint of the hardness of the snow shell that ordinary people couldn't feel at all, Meng Mancang's crawling speed on the snow gradually accelerated. But when approaching a small locust tree swaying alone in the wind and snow, Meng Mancang stopped his movements suddenly, half-squatted and put a pair of hands into his arms.

A pair of eyes scanned all kinds of movements in the wind and snow like meteors, and Zhong Youtian, who was holding a crossbow, didn't look at Meng Mancang, who was half-squatting under the small locust tree to rest, but just whispered to Meng Mancang: "What's wrong?" What are you going to do when you stop? ”

Very anxiously frowning, Meng Mancang slowly moved his frozen fingers in his relatively warm arms, and said to Zhong Youtian in response: "My fingers are frozen, and I can't figure out when the snow shell froze." Let me warm my hands, and we'll continue to look for those two ammunition men! ”

Holding the crossbow in both hands, Zhong Youtian, who was also cold and numb with cold hands, changed his hand and slapped his face: "These two ammunition hands are really ...... It's worse than Shabangqu! I've groped so far ahead, and I can't see Gou Da in front of me, so I should know that I'm on the wrong path! Why do you still arch forward? ”

Slowly curling up and stretching his fingers, Meng Mancang shook his head without hesitation: "I think these two ammunition hands are quite clever!" In this snowstorm and snowstorm, it is a big night, and after realizing that you have taken the wrong road, you will recklessly turn back, and nine times out of ten you will have to go further and further wrong. Left and right is not to find Gou Da but in case it sounds, simply arch towards the trench in front, and when the time comes, wherever you hear the machine gun, you will run! It doesn't matter who the bullet is prepared for, it's all a devil, and who uses it......"

Before the words fell, from the darkness in the distance, a fierce burst of machine-gun fire suddenly came. Just after listening to the machine gun firing a few long and short bursts alternating with each other, Meng Mancang suddenly jumped up: "It's the machine gun platoon leader in the old army!" He couldn't touch it......"

Also listening to the gunshots in the distance, Zhong Youtian also exclaimed in surprise: "It must be him!" The machine gunners in the old army can shoot the long and short points of the machine gun like gongs and drums, and there is only Lao Doutang and Gou Da Dan! But he went back to find the captain...... That's right, it's old bean soup! ”

Almost in unison, Meng Mancang and Zhong Youtian shouted in unison: "Those two ammunition men must have touched over there too!" ”

Scattering their steps, Meng Mancang and Zhong Youtian rushed in the direction of the gunfire without hesitation. Although the knee-deep snow made it impossible for ordinary people to run fast at all, Meng Mancang and Zhong Youtian, who listened to the gunshots, were so anxious that they ran away, kicking the snow on the ground, and the speed was not much different from when they were running wild on the mountain road on weekdays.

After running wildly in the dark for a bowl of tea, even Meng Mancang, who had a strong sense of direction on weekdays, ran a little confused - the straight-line distance between the two lines of defense was not too far, but Fang just ran wildly all the way, let alone rushed out for two miles, how could he still not see the trace of the first trench, not even the muzzle flame of the machine gun?

Roughly estimating the speed and direction of running in his heart, Meng Mancang couldn't help but shout at Zhong Youtian while running: "This is a fork in the road!" We're running sideways between two trenches, when are we going to be big? ”

Also kept under his feet, Zhong Youtian gasped and replied intermittently: "I guess it's almost inseparable....... Machine gun sound...... It's getting closer......"

As soon as the words fell, two moving shadows had already appeared in the wind and snow ahead. Tightening his feet and bending his waist, Meng Mancang suddenly looked at the two moving shadows and breathed a sigh of relief after running a few steps: "It's those two ammunition hands!" They also listened to the gunshots......"

Just as he was about to open his mouth and shout at the two ammunition men who were dragging the snow and climbing the plow to stop, Zhong Youtian suddenly closed his mouth again!

The sound of machine gun fire was already close at hand, which meant that he and Meng Mancang, as well as the two ammunition men, were already close to the Japanese army. At this time, he opened his mouth and shouted indiscriminately, afraid that the two ammunition men in front had just stopped, and the bullets fired by the Japanese army had already flown in the dark?

Desperately moving his legs and feet, which were almost impossible to finish, Zhong Youtian chased the two ammunition men, and shouted at Meng Mancang, who was also running at a faster speed: "After catching up, tell them to go back, just point in the direction and go straight!" Let's go pick up the old bean soup! ”

In the midst of the wild running, the long knife in Meng Mancang's hand pointed sharply forward: "It's too late!" The old bean soup is there......"

With round eyes, Zhong Youtian looked at the tongue of fire that kept spewing out from a half-blown up bunker, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Old bean soup, this is ...... Caught in an ambush? ”

"I guess so! Arita, look ......"

Looking in the direction pointed out by Meng Mancang, Zhong Youtian suddenly saw more than a dozen Japanese soldiers forming a circle towards the half-collapsed bunker. And in that bunker, I don't know if the old bean soup had already used up all the bullets he was carrying, or because he was wounded, the sound of the machine gun that had just been striking suddenly stopped!

Seeing that the machine guns that had just been fighting suddenly quieted down, the first reaction of the Japanese soldiers who were gradually surrounding the half-collapsed bunker was to lie down on the spot, roll a few times, and get out of their original position.

There are so many tricks on the battlefield that sometimes you think that the Heavy has been killed by friendly soldiers when you see that the machine gun is no longer sprayed with flames in the holes. But just now I jumped up and charged at the dumb machine-gun fortifications, or the thunder in front of the machine-gun fortifications, or the sudden side-fire, or even the reverse fire, which can make those reckless guys exchange their lives for a painful lesson!

Unlike the Japanese soldiers who were busy making tactical evasive moves, seeing that the machine gun in Lao Doutang's hand was dumbfounded, the two ammunition men almost like whipped old cows, desperately dragging the ammunition on the snow plow towards the half-collapsed bunker, without even hiding their own figures. One of the ammunition men moved his legs and feet forward as he tore out his voice and shouted, "Old bean soup, we're here to bring you bullets......

As if hearing the shouts of the ammunition man, from the half-collapsed bunker, a half-old man suddenly came out, dragging a crooked machine gun with a smoking barrel in one hand, and dragging an unconscious young man in the other, and roared a Sichuan voice in a hoarse voice: "The machine gun is broken...... Ge Laozi's little devil has an ambush...... Let's go......"

Listening to the old bean soup shouting that the machine gun had been broken, one of the two ammunition hands who risked their lives to approach the half-collapsed bunker was sprayed on the snow with a mouthful of blood......

Trekking on a snowy night is already extremely physically demanding. Especially on a snowy day, when I can't even breathe, I run wildly, and my lungs are already stuffy. Hearing Lao Doutang shouting that the machine gun had been broken, even if there were more bullets, it was useless, and he pulled down a breath of cold air, and immediately choked blood out of his lungs!

dragged the obviously injured young man, and the old bean soup with blood on his face bumped into it in the other direction, and shouted at the same time: "The devil has an ambush...... Let's go...... Drag the bullets away! ”

Like a male lion who saw his own kind being violated by hyenas, Meng Mancang, who had already raised his running speed to the limit, waved the two long knives in his hand, and with an inch of strength under his feet, a hard breath in his chest, and the whole person roared like a whirlwind and threw himself at the nearest Japanese soldier: "You all go!" I'm in my way here! ”

Like a shadow, Zhong Youtian also suddenly changed the direction of running, under the gallop under his feet, the crossbow held in both hands was smooth and abnormal, a pitch-black crossbow arrow pierced the wind and snow, and was nailed to the thigh of a Japanese soldier, and shouted loudly: "Distinguish the direction of the wind, and the left face is facing the wind, and you can touch the position back!" Tell the captain and Commander Li that the devil has an ambush, don't send someone to answer the two of us, we can pick up the ......"

Seeing the reinforcements coming at a glance, Lao Doutang, who had already decided to use his body as bait to lure away the surrounding Japanese troops so that the two ammunition men could evacuate, was suddenly overjoyed, threw the machine gun to the ground, turned his hand and took out a dagger from behind his waist: "It's good to come!" You two take the wounded away, and I'll fight for a while......"

Quickly running to wind the crossbow, Zhong Youtian shouted urgently: "Old bean soup, don't make a mess!" What kind of hand-to-hand combat are you fighting with a machine gun platoon?! Hurry away with the machine gun and the wounded, you don't want to die, the machine gun is still valuable! ”

Running agilely in the wind and snow, Meng Mancang, who was holding the long knife in his hand with a hard breath in his heart, immediately disemboweled the Japanese soldier closest to him. Without looking at the Japanese soldiers who threw away their guns, wailed and covered the wounds on their stomachs, and tried in vain to stuff the intestines that flowed out of the wounds back into their stomachs, Meng Mancang's roar was as hard as iron: "All go!" The machine guns and ammunition have been dragged back, we have already suffered a loss tonight, and we can't afford to lose this money again! ”

Seeing Meng Mancang and Zhong Youtian emerge from the wind and snow like ghosts, and one shot made their own soldiers dead and wounded, the Japanese soldiers who had originally surrounded the half-collapsed bunker suddenly shifted their attention, and all of them aimed at Meng Mancang and Zhong Youtian with the bayonets in their hands......